What do think I just found on my kitchen floor?

[Randi]

A lamb chop! I had three of them laying on the counter soaking up some garlic - I had even given Fister a few slices from ends before I went to watch Master Chef on TV.

There he was, sitting looking out of the window and didn't have the slightest of bad conscience. And yes, I WILL eat them all, luckily my floor is clean.

Off to eat!

[Barbara]

Randi, you possibly cannot eat a lamb chop that's been on the floor
I would give it to the cat.

These lines have been written by Tigris!

[Pam]

Randi, you possibly cannot eat a lamb chop that's been on the floor
I would give it to the cat.

These lines have been written by Tigris!

ROTFLOL!!!

[Killearn Kitties]

Naughty Fister and Tigris.

Once when I came home from work I sat 4 lamb chops on the grill pan on the worktop then went upstairs to change while the grill heated up. When I came back down, there were only 3 chops sitting on the grillpan on the worktop. Never did find the remains of the fourth, not even a bit of bone.

[lizbud]

They must have been very tasty. Fister wanted a bigger piece.

[kimlovescats]

Now Mommy, how did we know that if a little taste was "ok" a big taste was not?

[Cinder & Smoke]

Boots da Kat (RIP ) was both an experienced Counter Surfer AND "Crafty" in his younger years ...

I was building a Dagwood Sammich - ham, salami, Swiss, lettuce, tomato, pickles.
The Swiss slice was on the plate, ready to pile on, when the phone rang.
I answered and wandered into the dining room to sit whilst I chatted.
Da KAT was observing from the dining room table.
As I sat, he sauntered past, used my lap as a stepping stone, and did a quick *hop*
onto the counter. A short walk over the stove and "BINGO!" ... Lunch is served.

He never even paused as he *snatched* the slice of Swiss and leaped off the counter ...
next stop was the tub in the baffroom ... his sanctuary.
By the time I got to him, he was bolting down the last bit of the Swiss slice.

KATZ!

[Medusa]

They were just tasting it for you to make sure it hadn't been poisoned. MY RB Peeka used to do that w/filet mignon. I came home from work one day, eagerly anticipating a scrumptious steak dinner, only there was no steak to be found. After searching, I found it, partially eaten, in a hallway under my old stove that was used only for decoration. Peeka was mysteriously invisible. So now I've learned to thaw in the microwave. I don't turn it on; I place whatever needs to be thawed inside just to hide it because if Coco Puff smells even frozen chicken, it's all over but the shoutin'. If your cats and my Fur Posse ever get together, uh oh!

[Edwina's Secretary]

Dear Meowmie,

I think a bit more olive oil and perhaps some rosemary would nicely complement the garlic.

You're welcome!

Another misunderstood kitty,

Fister

[RedHedd]

I hope he didn't get any of the garlic - remember, garlic is very toxic to kitties.

[DJFyrewolf36]

Explain to your hooman that you were just making sure it was fit to eat!
That works for me most of the time
Sincerely
Remus K Maru

[Randi]

Well, you would think I had learned by now, but honestly, since it was covered in fresh garlic, I really didn't think he would have made an attempt.

Fister says: Mom, I didn't touch it, it slid off the cuttinboard when the wind blew - you know how windy it is!

Tigris, what a pair you and Fister would be!!


So Boots went for the cheese? Must have been because he didn't have enough time to get the ham.


Karen, your girls really did a thorough job there! I was lucky it had garlic on, or I would have gone hungry to bed.

Thanks Redhedd, I'm glad he only sniffed the garlic.

[CultureJunky]

Oh yes Jack was very good at this, he did it quite often. Once he started to eat FROZEN sausages that I'd got out to thaw. He'd bitten off the cellophane and get a sausage out and was crunching away, I didn't hear him because I was hoovering, so I turn around and what do I see, him chomping as hard as he could on half a sausage, lord knows how he swallowed the half frozen bit!

He also stole some Turkey from the counter, we got it out to make sandwiches, went upstairs on the PC, came back down and Kevin was like 'Kate where's the meat you got out, I reply 'it's on the counter, 'no it's not he says, then I realise Jack has had it.

So we searched for about five minutes, went back upstairs too, couldn't see it. Then I hear Kevin go 'I've found it' ....he took it under the table and had chewed off a bit of the plastic bag (but hadn't swallowed that, clever Jack) and eaten some, thing was it was about 5 slices, and each slice had a bite mark in it bigger than the next one!
So I had to cut each slice in half and give Jack the bitten ones and we had the rest!

One of my now precious memories of my silly sausage Jack

[orangemm]

Sneaky little devils, aren't they? My RB Mikey once snatched a huge chicken breast off of a platter we had sitting on a low table! Guess it just smelled too enticing!

[catmandu]

Scrappy 2 used to be bad for that when she first came inside, as she was always so HUNGREEEEEEEEE!!! If something was coolong off in the pan, Scrappy 2 would be sampling.
I had a photo of Sam and Precious attacking the chicken legs on the stove thats priceless.
As My Found Cats say then are 10 and I am one, I really do get more than my share of the food around here!!!!